She turned her head and looked at the man lying on the ground. The orange firelight danced on the side of his face, and the originally lifeless face became vivid. I have to say that this young man is a bit... Pretty, different from the femininity of a woman. His whole face exudes a heroic spirit, and it seems natural that his facial features are beautiful, especially his eyes. The corners of his eyes are slightly raised, and his long curly eyelashes are trembling slightly, and even the shadows under his eyes are enchanting. I don't know what kind of woman is worthy of such a man, and even a glance at him feels like it is blasphemy against him.